Snogging Harry Potter Novels & Stories

“What? Fuck you Harry! Now move over mom, let me have a taste. If you're going to suck off my boyfriend, at least teach me how to do it properly.” “Thatta girl...” Nicole giggled. “Now get down here to have a taste.” Gwen dropped to her knees, staring ahead at the sizable spear. It was quite imposing, she had to admit. Who knew Harry was packing such heat beneath those virgin shorts. “Do I actually blow out?” The young girl asked. This elicited a chuckle from Nicole. “Well, not quite honey... Just open your mouth and get some of that cock inside you. That's a girl! Just like that... feel how it throbs in your mouth? That's because he's a horny boy – aren't you Harry?”

Knox is sitting on the edge of my bed. I don’t say a word. I walk past him like he isn’t there, grab the remote, and put on Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone. I sit on the bed, lotion up my legs, pull on fuzzy socks, and climb in still silent. I set the cheesecake and wine beside me, ignoring his presence completely. He clears his throat once. Nothing. Again. Still nothing from me. Eventually, he sighs and stands. I catch a glance out of the corner of my eye as he pulls off his pants, then his shirt. He’s down to his underwear, socks, and undershirt. He slides under the covers, keeping to his side of the bed.

Her paced quickened as she heard Harry moan loudly. In her peripheral she saw the door that was once cracked open, now standing about halfway open. Just outside it was Roger. His pants were down to his knees and he was stroking a huge, fat, ugly, black cock. He was looking right at her. Harry had told him to do just that, but not to join in this first time. Harry was getting off on the fact that his buddy was watching this intense blow job play out.

“Nah, I mean, what could be more interesting than a crime scene where the suspect flees because she heard a sound in the bush?” When I face her, she’s grinning. Sneaky bi-atch. I flip my middle finger at her and trot towards Harry, who’s only a few feet away, ignoring the teasing comments she’s still hurling my way. Harry, of course, is in full host mode, surrounded by students I barely recognize. About a dozen people laugh aloud at something he says, half of whom are probably just drunk enough to think this night is perfect. His hands move animatedly, and a louder row of laughter follows.

"Tsssk! How about we go, I actually have a great deal to do. Then, at that point, pull the bag she was conveying. Huh, your grouch!" Fanky grimaced Fanky followed her and furthermore brought her bag, and afterward they looked through their dormitories. In the interim, Harry plays ball alongside his different colleagues and band mates. Before long their game has been finished. They laid and sat on the court, drinking water. "Hello Harry, how was that young lady who kissed you? Did you as of now get her number?" Tim asked as he cleaned away his perspiration. “No, Harry replied.

And then something strange happened; the discussion had not lasted for even 30 minutes when Morgan stood up abruptly, making his chair screech on the floor and make a deafening sound. “The meeting is adjourned. I will communicate the next meeting date with you,” Morgan said, pulling me out of my seat and making his way out of the private room, making everyone look at us with confusion on their faces. ‘What the hell is going on,’ I wondered. Morgan's POV I could feel my body becoming abnormally hot and blood rushing wildly in my body as I made my way through the hallways and headed to the parking lot. There was only one reason for this: I had been drugged with an aphrodisiac, and the effects

Harry frowns. “I watched you make that, it’s just a normal drink. Where’s the magic?” He demands. “Here.” I say calmly as I reach behind the bar, grab some of the pink potion in my bare hands and fling it right at his face, essentially glitter bombing him. He sputters and coughs out a cloud of glitter. I expect him to be annoyed or complain but instead he just bursts out laughing.

"No need to get violent dear, save that for another time, place, occasion and position if you know what I mean." "Brandon!" Heat rushes up all over my face and Brandon laughs his chest rising and falling. He cups one of my hot cheeks and laughs again. "You should stop that darling or you'll burn my shirt.." This time I don't do anything that'll make him tease me more and instead I stick with just shutting the hell up but I can't help the smile that appears on my face and I turn my head burying my face in his chest to hide it. "Now now pay attention to the movie Harry Potter is good. This is the part where Harry and Ron can't go through the wall and have to use a flying car to get to Hogwarts

I've spent hours studying to nail the geometry test today, I deserved to have fun tonight. ⚯͛ ϟ △⃒⃘ Once we got to the party, I immediately went to the corner and pulled out the Harry Potter book that I had hidden inside my bag. What was more fun than rereading Harry Potter? I was in the middle of the part where Snape went to the Shrieking Shack when I felt someone was looking over my shoulder, reading the lines on the book with me. Shutting the book close, I finally turned, ready to shout 'go away!' like what Moaning Myrtle had said to Tom Riddle, but I lost my footing and stumbled right into a solid wall of muscles.

It means a great deal to me! ＊ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ "And without thinking, without planning it, without worrying about the fact that fifty people were watching, Harry kissed her." — Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows * M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead It had been Friday night when my friends and I had gone to the club. It was a good plan to keep Hunter off my mind. I had been ignoring him since Christmas. He had sent me a dozen of texts but I refused to read or reply to them. It was better this way.